Song Wuli was not fond of political matters, so he usually didn’t seek out Huang Yi for information.
Huang Yi took the initiative to inform him of the outcome of the political struggle—he had been reinstated and would be returning to work next week.
Correspondingly, the Witch Faction made a concession, and the Human Alliance would be transporting several batches of advanced sensors here for installation.
These sensors were extremely sensitive, the latest models used in some major cities in the West.
Due to obstruction from the Witch Faction, these sensors had never been fully deployed in every city of each Defensive Zone.
The Human Supremacy Faction had a perfectly legitimate reason: as long as these latest sensors were installed, even if the Aberrants didn’t use any magic, just passing by the sensors would expose them. The detection range this time had nearly doubled.
With 100,000 sensors installed in a city, an Aberrant could hardly take a few steps without being detected.
The Failure Squad could receive information instantly and rush to the scene more quickly, saving human lives and property.
Not a word was said about magical girls, making it seem as if this had nothing to do with them at all.
The Human Supremacy Faction, in control of righteousness, was invincible—their actions were always correct.
This was also one reason why the Witch Faction had so few members; in the end, they stood against justice and always blocked these absolutely right things, almost like traitors to humanity.
Song Wuli didn’t know the twists and turns within and had no interest in understanding them.
What Huang Yi wanted to say was that those sensors would be shipped here next month, and the upgrades were expected to be completed within the following month.
In other words, two months from now, the city’s ability to monitor magic power would be enhanced; if a magical girl acted on the surface, she would be easily discovered by the Eastern Alliance.
This was not good news—both the Special Task Force and the Failure Squad even targeted magical girls.
They also bore the task of capturing or killing magical girls.
Killing, perhaps not necessarily, but capturing… that was certain.
Huang Yi also brought other news—this time about Magical Girl Greenfield.
[She won’t kill other magical girls, so you can rest assured]
[If you meet her, fight with the determination to kill her—even if you go overboard, she won’t kill you]
[The most important thing is: don’t get caught by her]
Next, Huang Yi sent some pictures.
They were aftermath photos of victims: magical girls lying on rooftops with ‘ahegao’ faces, magical girls lying on hospital beds with empty eyes, and magical girls crying bitterly.
Each looked quite miserable, but also rather entertaining.
It was hard to imagine real people could show such a wide range of expressions.
Old Song felt a sense of crisis—after all, Yinlin was not weak, but not strong either. She was just a little specialized, with poor close combat ability.
Even if she ran into Greenfield, there was still her ultimate move: self-destruction.
Just unleash a high-charged magic cannon and detonate it immediately upon firing.
With her own magic shield, she could withstand it—at worst, she’d be half-crippled.
Could Greenfield have such a strong magic shield? Could she withstand a high-charged magic cannon?
So there was no need to worry too much.
Besides, even if she lost to Greenfield and got caught, Greenfield wouldn’t take her life—at worst, she’d be whipped for an hour, something Old Song could endure.
Old Song wasn’t afraid of being whipped, nor of being played with. He thought it was a minor thing—having played plenty of eroge and seen many scenes, he didn’t think it was anything scary.
With his manly and resilient heart, could he not endure a good beating?
What he actually feared more was his real body being exposed.
Huanhong had even canceled her transformation during battle and exposed her real self.
If he himself were also exposed, not only would Yinlin’s magical life be over, but Song Wuli’s own life would be ruined.
That was the truly dangerous thing.
So, it was still best to avoid fighting Magical Girl Greenfield.
In the following days, Song Wuli only went to work at the milk tea shop once.
Most of the time, he transformed alone and went somewhere by himself to practice. Though he often mocked Jinluan and Huanhong in the group chat, when it came time to train, he still did it properly.
Greenfield’s extraordinary flying ability gave Old Song a strong sense of crisis—even Huanhong couldn’t shake Greenfield in the air, so it was even more impossible for Old Song.
There were several reasons limiting Yinlin’s flying speed. Aside from poor physical fitness and inability to hold onto a high-speed staff, the structure of the staff itself was also not suitable for riding.
A motorcycle could speed up to 400 km/h, and the rider wouldn’t be thrown off, because there was a seat to sit on, hands could grip the handles, and there was a windshield in front.
But magical girls flying with a staff didn’t have any of that—holding onto the vertical rod, it was easy to lose grip and fall.
So, how could she push her flying speed above 300?
That magical girl called Greenfield seemed to have accomplished this.
Yinlin watched Liang Tai’s live stream playback repeatedly, where Greenfield’s flight was captured.
Her speed was fast, posture steady, and she even seemed to fly at just enough speed for Huanhong to barely keep up, almost as if on purpose.
Searching for more information about Greenfield online, she found little in the Local Language, but plenty in English—the girl was quite famous in foreign regions.
Western Entrance
She specifically targeted magical girls committing crimes, with no interest in humans or Aberrants.
There were never any cases of her fighting for humans against Aberrants, but there were incidents of her fighting to protect magical girls and Aberrants.
As she continued her research, she found lots of information about Greenfield’s flying.
Some were shot from afar, others were close-ups with telephoto lenses.
She basically confirmed one thing: when Greenfield was flying, she was protected by something that counteracted wind resistance.
It wasn’t a magic shield, because even when Yinlin activated her magic shield in flight, it didn’t resist wind at all. So Greenfield must have been using something else.
Putting her phone away, Yinlin had an idea.
She thought of the Sky-splitting Spear—that light spear was solid and could hurt enemies.
Thinking of this, she used those two basic spells again. First, she converted her magic power into earth attribute.
Then, using Magic Construction, she tried to create a Sky-splitting Spear, and succeeded. But this was an earth-attributed Sky-splitting Spear, looking like a stone spear.
The earth-type Sky-splitting Spear seemed to be more focused on physical attack, with less penetration and additional damage.
She skillfully dispelled the magic, letting the earth-type spear dissolve into the air.
Then she tried another earth spell, this time not creating the spear, but attempting to use [Magic Construction] to build a wall.
She failed the first day.
After several more days, there was progress—she managed to create a floating stone wall.
It was ugly and crude.
She spent another day tweaking the shape, and gradually it became a hemisphere, somewhat like the front end of a high-speed train—a hemispherical earth wall.
She had finally solved the flying problem.
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